Flying Clouds in Another World

Chapter 132 Worship and remember!

When Liu Feiyun and Liu Shihu came out of the house, they saw the Tiemu brothers sitting in the yard doing nothing and in a daze.

When the two brothers saw Liu Feiyun coming out, they stood up and asked, "My dear Prince En! When will you come to see our mother?" "Yes, yes! You wouldn't have forgotten about seeing a doctor, would you?"

Liu Feiyun was speechless at first, but then he felt warm in his heart: These two idiots, apart from anything else, their filial piety is rare.

Liu Feiyun walked out of the hospital and said, "Don't worry! I won't forget to see the doctor. But I have something important to do now. I will go to see her first after I finish my work in the morning! Don't worry! If you are still worried, just stay with me first!"

"Ah...Is that so...Okay then! Anyway, we don't have anything else to do right now, so I'll just follow you!"

"Right, right, right! Otherwise I'll lose track of you once you turn around! By the way, your house is really big! It's even bigger than the town where we came from!"

Liu Feiyun ignored the two of them and walked quickly towards Liu Shihu's house. When the Tiemu brothers saw him, they took big strides and hurried to catch up.

Early in the morning, in a cemetery, Liu Feiyun and his party came to Liu Yiyi's grave.

The tombstone in front of the grave had a simple biography of Liu Yiyi, but the inscription was written by Chu Bihe. "She served my son since he was young and took good care of him; when a strong enemy attacked, she sacrificed herself to protect her master; she protected my daughter with all her heart and duty! Unexpectedly, she was killed by a villain, how sad! " Liu Feiyun looked at the short paragraph in the inscription, feeling emotional, and the past events came back to him, his eyes turned red involuntarily, and tears fell.

Besides Liu Shihu and Cheng Huwei and his son, those who came to worship included Liu Xiyao, the youngest daughter of the Liu family. Not far away, the Tiemu brothers were waiting.

"The Earl and the Lady are also very sad about Yiyi's death! Her funeral was held very grandly in the mansion, and she was not treated as a servant at all. But the dead cannot be resurrected, and the Yuan Yan family is far more powerful than our Earl's Mansion. Now, we can only swallow our anger! But poor little Tieniu, he lost his mother so early!" Guard Cheng, Liu Yiyi's husband, said in a low voice.

Liu Feiyun wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Don't worry, Sister Yiyi's death will not be in vain! Shihu and I will avenge her. As for little Tieniu, I will train him well! Don't worry, Brother Cheng. As for the Liu family holding a funeral for Sister Yiyi, that is also their duty. But please take care of yourself, Brother Cheng."

Guard Cheng nodded silently. His aptitude for martial arts is just okay. It was only because his father was an old subordinate of Liu Shihao when he was the military commander, and he was willing to be a slave and followed Liu Shihao to Anping County. Only then was he able to embark on the path of cultivation and became a martial artist, but now he is nearly 30 years old and is only at the third level of the cultivator realm. Liu Yiyi fell in love with him just because he was honest and dutiful, and the two of them have always had a good relationship after marriage. However, the two of them have their own duties all year round, and Guard Cheng is away from home all year round, and they are rarely together. In all these years, he only gave birth to one child, Cheng Tieniu. A year ago, Guard Cheng was just transferred back to the inner guard, and no longer had to travel far away often. He planned to have more children, but the tragedy happened when he was just a few months pregnant.

I thought that my wife's blood feud could not be avenged. After all, the other party was a direct descendant of a lord who was much more powerful than the Liu family. The Liu family would not offend the other party for a servant. Guard Cheng was just honest and dutiful, but it did not mean that he was stupid and unsophisticated.

But after hearing Liu Feiyun's words, his originally dull eyes suddenly lit up. "Really...really! Thank...thank you, young master!"

Liu Feiyun asked everyone to wait at a distance. He wanted to stay alone with Sister Yiyi for a while and talk. After he lit the incense, he burned paper money while mumbling something and crying from time to time.

In this life, he is only sixteen years old. Over the years, his original soul has gradually merged with the age of this life, affecting his emotions and thinking, which made him unable to control himself and cry out loud.

Guard Cheng and Liu Shihu looked at them from afar, feeling sad but also relieved that they had met a good master.

The two brothers Tiemushan and Tiemuling still wore the shabby clothes they brought from home. They were too tall and couldn't find any clothes that fit them. They would have to wait a day or two to get clothes made. The two looked at Liu Feiyun who was worshipping at the grave and whispered:

"Brother, how can this new master, a grown man, cry like a woman?!"

"How would I know? Maybe the people buried in the grave are his relatives!"

"But I haven't heard of anyone dying in Le Anbo's family of seven!"

"Shut up, you bastard! You dare to curse the master? You don't want to eat!"

"You said this, why are you blaming me?"

"When did I say that!"

"You just said it!" A little girl of twelve or thirteen years old was holding the hands of a little boy of six or seven years old, looking up at the tall boys and speaking in a crisp voice. It was Liu Xiyao.

"I'm going to tell my brother that you cursed our family!" Liu Xiyao said angrily. "Uh! Little sister! Don't do that! We are still waiting for him to cure me! Don't tell him!" Tiemushan said in a panic.

"You don't have to tell me. I want you to carry us! You're so tall! I can see farther by sitting on your shoulders, and it can save a lot of energy when going down the mountain." Liu Xiyao said with a smile.

"Okay, okay! It's just carrying you guys. It's okay. We can carry a wild boar, not to mention you two little ones." Tiemushan stretched out his hand and put Liu Xiyao on his shoulder effortlessly. Tiemuling did the same, picking up the little boy and holding him in his hands. The little boy was Cheng Tieniu, the son of Cheng Huwei and Liu Yiyi.

Although Liu Xiyao was also very close to Liu Yiyi, her relationship was not as deep as that of Liu Feiyun and Liu Yiyi. Besides, Liu Yiyi had been dead for more than two months, and the initial sadness had gradually faded. Although she was a little sad during the worship, her mood gradually improved after Liu Feiyun drove them away. She regained her innocent nature. As for Cheng Tieniu, he was only a little boy of six or seven years old. He cried for a long time in front of his mother's grave, but after leaving the grave, after Liu Xiyao's teasing, he finally stopped crying and smiled a little.

Two big men, more than ten feet tall, one carrying a young girl on his shoulders, and the other holding a child in his hands, surprised Liu Feiyun, who was leaving the cemetery after paying homage to Liu Yiyi. How could these two little guys play with these two big fools?

The two children directed the Tiemu brothers to move left and right, run and jump, and they were having a lot of fun. The two big men were running around in circles under their command, and they were sweating profusely. They were not exhausted, but they were mainly afraid that the two children would fall down if they moved around, and then they would be the ones who would be in trouble.

Liu Feiyun came closer and said softly, "Xiyao, stop making trouble. We still have to hurry! My brother is very busy now. Can I take you to the city in a few days?"

"Really? Then you have to keep your word! Ever since Yiyi... a month or two ago until now, I haven't been to the city to play for a long time. I'm almost bored to death!" Liu Xiyao said in surprise.

"Of course it's true! How could my brother lie to you?" Liu Feiyun immediately guaranteed.